Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Chapter 61 Landis, You Are Too Capricious

The smell of gunpowder in the corridor was strong, and most of the people, except gloating, cast sympathetic looks at Nan Jing.

On Planet Solo, not to mention that Nam Kyung looks weak and has no background at first glance, the forces behind Mephila alone are enough to make Nam Kyung trouble.

But Nan Jing didn't care, as if he didn't realize that he had already caused trouble.

At this moment, Nan Jing's name was heard in the classroom. Without saying a word, Nan Jing bypassed Mi Feila who was standing in front of him, walked in, and closed the door casually.

This time, the offended Miffela didn't show too many ugly expressions, he just let Nan Jing be arrogant for a while, and let him stop being arrogant again after the results of the genetic level test came out!

Mi Feila believes that Nan Jing's genetic level will never be higher than her own, not even C level.

The classroom is not big. A silver-white metal instrument occupies one-third of the area, and various data that Nanjing cannot understand float on the screen above it.

Nan Jing smiled and said hello to the four teachers in front of him.

A male teacher with a beard touched his mustache with one hand, nodded his head as if very satisfied, turned his face to the other three teachers and joked: "Do you think the students in our school are getting better and better looking?" gone?"

The female teacher next to her also laughed, looked at the slightly embarrassed Nan Jing, and tapped the male teacher on the shoulder with her fist, "Being a good teacher, can you be more serious?"

"Ahem." An elder who looked serious and majestic cleared his throat, and the joking voices beside him stopped immediately.

The elder said to Nan Jing, "It's time to start."

Nan Jing was full of tension, he couldn't wait to know his level.

According to the teacher's operation instructions, he pressed the golden button protruding from the outer wall of the instrument, and the instrument cabin with a height of about [-] meters opened a small door that only allowed one person to pass through.

"You can just stand up after entering. The shape of the gene is different, so the instrument will take a certain amount of time to identify. Some people take longer and some shorter. But don't worry, after the identification is completed, it will automatically prompt you and play. Open the hatch."

The female teacher who looked very kind at first glance explained to Nan Jing in a soft voice.

Nan Jing nodded and entered the cabin.

"You don't seem too concerned about his genetic level."

The principal of Cizer Military Academy, who was sitting in the secret room and waiting for the result, secretly tested Landis's mood swings with his mental power, and came to a conclusion that satisfied him.

Wenman originally thought that Landis would be a little nervous or expectant. In this case, he could infer the importance Landis attached to Nanjing from the frequency of his nervous system and the beating speed of his heart.

But the strange thing is that the information presented to him internally by Landis is exactly the same as the information presented to him by his facial expressions, and there is no difference at all.

Landis still maintained the previous posture, sitting on the sofa that was so soft that one could sink in, staring ahead with a calm expression.

Hearing this, he seemed to have sensed Wenman's doubts, so he said lightly: "I received professional training from the military a few months ago."

"Oh? What type of training?" Wenman thought for a while with some interest, and said, "Is it about hiding emotional fluctuations or controlling the heart rate?"

"neither."

Landis crossed his hands in front of him, and tapped the back of the other hand lightly with his slender index finger.

The gesture made Wenman's heart skip a beat—a gesture he only enjoys doing when Landis recalls something unpleasant.

However, what made Wenman even more worried was that at this time, Landis still did not detect any emotional fluctuations, just like a robot without emotion, with only a cold metal shell, steel and iron bones and boring words all over his body. code.

This situation is very special. Even Wenman, who is gradually reaching the peak, cannot hide in front of a higher-level master than him to the point where he cannot detect even the slightest fluctuation.

Could it be——!

"You did the emotional deprivation experiment?"

Wen Man's heart shuddered, his back stiffened, and his light blue eyes became sharper in an instant.

The other party didn't care, but instead had a smile that Wenman thought was very awkward.

"Little uncle, when I was a child, I always thought you were the most powerful person in the royal family."

Landis has separated his hands and hangs on his thighs, agreeing with Wenman's statement in a tactful way, "It seems that the comfortable life at the Sifal Military Academy still hasn't weakened your ability."

The blood all over his body seemed to cool down in an instant. It took a full 3 minutes before Wenman recovered his voice. The original gentleness was also much colder, and his momentum suddenly changed drastically.

He is a soldier who has fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and he is also the headmaster of the Sifal Military Academy known as the "cradle of imperial military strategists". All the kindness and smiles can be disguised, or just an illusion used to confuse others.

Wenman lowered his blue eyes, and his light and soft color was stained with coldness. He showed the momentum of an elder, and said in a solemn voice: "Lantis, you are simply too willful."

Emotional deprivation experiment, as the name suggests, is to deprive a person of all emotions from the center of the human body, that is, the brain, through a series of means.

The brain is the most complicated organ, and emotions are the neurons that are most difficult to control. Even the most cutting-edge technology of the Empire is not [-]% sure to successfully deprive it, so it only exists in the experimental stage. Soldiers who affect the outcome of wars due to certain factors will conduct emotional deprivation experiments.

According to theory, it is impossible to completely deprive emotions. The final result of this experiment is that the experimental subjects lack sensitive reactions to emotions. Those people are very important, and they even know what kind of feelings they should have for them, but they can never control their emotions to be extinguished with cold water before they break out.

Calm, indifferent, indifferent, even cold-blooded.

In war, in the army, the Empire wishes all soldiers to be like this, but who wants their relatives and friends to become such people?

Landis, what exactly does he want to do?

"Don't think too much about it, I'm just trying to feel what it feels like to temporarily numb my feelings." Landis quickly extinguished the fire before Wenman erupted into a bigger round of anger.

"You think I'll believe it's that simple?"

"They are doing experiments to temporarily shield the experimental subjects' emotions, but there is a shortage of qualified experimental subjects. And my self-control happens to be able to resist this level of stripping experiments, so I just helped them by the way."

Wenman froze for a moment, then cursed, losing all demeanor: "Asshole, take the crown prince of the empire as a guinea pig, do those daring lunatics want to go to prison?"

They are a group of completely crazy people who will do anything for all kinds of weird experiments. Although they are also the future of the empire, they are a group of admirable and worshipful existences... However, Wenman, who often has close contact with these people, mentioned The leaders gritted their teeth in hatred.

"However, I'm thinking about another question now." Landis quickly interrupted Wenman's entanglement, shrugged indifferently, and said, "I found that maybe my temporary emotional deprivation experiment also failed."

"..."

Wenman had a feeling of being tricked. After thinking about it, what the hell is Landis's life and death? He definitely took the opportunity to extort a lot of money in the military laboratory. I'm worried about a wool?

He immediately gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Little brat, how dare you tease your uncle!"

Landis twitched his eyelids and said with contempt: "Just kidding, if the emotional deprivation experiment is so easy to succeed, I will have to be imprisoned by my father and queen to death."

"It deserves it." Wenman didn't pay attention to his demeanor at all, and said sarcastically, "Sooner or later, he will be a bachelor."

"I'm only 20 years old now, old man, you are already over 30." Landis was not polite.

"Go away."

Landis smiled indifferently.

Facing his favorite little uncle, Landis said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "It's really just a taste of what it feels like. I kept this matter from everyone - including father and queen , and signed a confidentiality agreement with the military, that is to say, there are only five people in this world who know about this matter plus you. I believe that uncle, you will not let others know, right?"